In honor of 90 years of women having the right to vote in the United States as of yesterday, I’m featuring my great-great grandma Irene. The littlest guy biting his lip is my great-grandpa.
She registered to vote in 1912, a year after women could do so in California.
Did she follow along with the politics of her all-male family?
Not only was she Socialist (although they all went Bull Moose for 1914), she was the matron of the YMCA in Berkeley. The YMCA (address listed for great-great grandpa) is still the same today, and my great-grandpa took over his dad’s job for a while when his parents retired from the YMCA in the 1920s. I need to research but they may have been the first 2 directors there.
Yep, two generations of my family’s leadership at the Berkeley…
If any of them had been alive when that ubiquitous song came out in 1978 I like to think they would have laughed.